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WintersStalker (2) (Winter • Darkstalker)

Welp, It's time for part two, I'm excited to do this one and then I'm gonna chill with the Winter ships, he is getting too much game and I'm kinda done with it lol.

Also, I just realized no one is gonna sit and read this whole chapter because it's the longest one by far. . . Eh, who am I kidding?? Someone will wind up reading the whole thing. I mean, this is the newest chapter after the one million years of hiatus

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Winters POV

Prcologue

Winter hadn't expected the note to be so thoughtful, but it made his heart flutter with delight as he read over it again and again.

'Dearest Little Winter.

I've been thinking about last night, and I'm rather.. enthralled with the idea of you staying with me in my palace, alone, where we can spend all the time in the world together.

If you are interested than we are leaving as soon as all of the Nightwings are assembled.'

At the very bottom of the drawing was a sketch of a icewing, it looked like him with his crest of horns around his neck puffed up. Darkstalker was not a good artist.

He smiled though, and happily got up, tucking the note away in a bag that he grabbed out.

He put a few random things and some essentials into the bag before slinging it over his cloak and shoulders, he then spread his wings out and flapped them. It was a bit tight but he would still be able to fly without getting tangled or having to take anything off.

Then he left, taking his excited self to the main entrance of the school again, and was greeted by many dark Nightwings and two seawings, one being Turtle.

But he didn't think much of it as he went up to Darkstalker's side. The older male seemed to be preoccupied with getting ready for the trip, when Winter interrupted him though he gave him a dismissive hum.

It took a while before he was able to get the Nightwing to give him his attention, and he was able to get it via pulling him aside while everyone was paying attention to Anemone doing some stupid trick.

"Darkstalker, I'm really excited to-" he was cut off by the other male.

"Winter, not now, I'm busy with preparations" the Nightwing brushed off, and Winter frowned.

"But I want to ask you-" he tried again, but was talked over by the Nightwing another time.

"I wonder if Moon is going to like the palace, where should I even have her live?" He questioned, bringing a small ache to the icewing's chest.

"I.. dunno.." he said quietly, turning away. He tucked his wings in, maybe he shouldn't go with Darkstalker after all, especially if the Nightwing was going to just ignore him.

He started to walk away, but felt his cloak get caught on something and slip off and froze up.

Someone had stepped on his cloak and it now lay on the floor, exposing his marked up neck and body for anyone to see

Only two or three dragons turned and looked at him, but when they did they gawked at the prince, one of them even started to giggle.

Winter's ears pinned down as he swooped his cloak back on and sidled back over to Darkstalker, grabbing his shoulder as the dragons who had turned to look at him looked back at Anemone and to what she was doing, probably plotting to make Winters life hell later because of the marks.